What we did on our summer vacation

Google has admitted paternity of Blogger, so I'm waiting to see Google take it in hand and provide some discipline.  Blogger wants limits.  It needs boundaries.  Blogger will throw a tantrum in the cookie aisle right in front of God and the Keebler elves to see how far it can push, and it's Google's job to pick it up and carry it out to the minivan while it screams YOU'RE NOT MY REAL OWNER!

If you want an alternative to Adsense, try Chitaka.  I'm just beginning with it, so I can't say whether you can quit your job at Amazon, but it's certainly no more obnoxious than Google Ads, and there's a lower payout threshold.  ETA:  WOW, did I lie.  It is egregiously, completely, irredeemably obnoxious.  I have removed the link because it's the only thing left on here that could (maybe) be causing sudden audio ads, acid reflux, hookworms, and plantar warts.

We watched the fireworks from the Save-a-Lot parking lot, and we LIKED it.  Surrounding counties have banned fireworks, and so Lake City got the spillover from droughtier places.  I took bad pictures, drank bad whiskey, and woke up with my sunglasses on, just not on my face.

What has eight legs and no shaving cream?  This guy:

Annie wants you to notice the buttal smiley face.

I told Annie to put her hand up next to the spider for perspective.  She said if I wanted perspective I should watch BBC News.

What have you been doing this week?  We went to see water fall into a hole, but that's too exciting for tonight.